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Saturday, September 28, 2013

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Assigned reading (2/2 pars [] plus 209 notes) [secondary] [McH]

[♬ the duppy shot the shutter clup... And they all drank free]

Joyce 'explained' the section starting with "Ex nickylow" to Harriet Weaver: "be proud of them but naturally, as hill (go up it) as river (jump it)... The quarry and the silex (flint) suggest [HCE] silent... where the dickens are you hurrying from? ...he is crowned with the frown of the deaf... wd listen to the dripping drops of his house's e(a)ve △ water... distance in time/space... the curse of the Lord on you for not talking louder, He tries to grab her hair which he hopes to catch by a fluke... His ear having failed, he clutches with his hand & misses & turns away hopeless and unhearing (he abhears)"

if HCE is deaf, and a hill/stone, then he's blurring into Shaun (or Shaun is ageing into HCE)

Lough Neagh [fweet-17]

FDV: "O phenix culprit! Ex nicklow cometh good. Hill and rill we see but they will not speak the secret of their silentness. Quarry silex, Homfries Noanswa? Undy festiknees, Livia Noanswa? Wolkencap is on his head; he would hear his vales are darkling! she lispeth to him ever and ever of thow and thow: she he she ho she ha to la: hairfluke, if he could but twig her!: he is impalpabunt, he abhears. Perpetrified in his offsprung, the moaning pipes tells him to his face how only for him there would not be a spier on the town or a vestal in the dock, no, nor a you nor an eye in nilbud new a'tall and noddy hint to the convaynience."

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1 comment:

  1. like a rudd yellan gruebleen orangeman in his violet indigonation,
    to the whole longth of the strongth of his bowman's bill.
    And he clopped his rude hand to his eacy hitch
    and he ordurd and his thick spch spck for her to shut up shop, dappy.
    And the duppy shot the shutter clup.
    (Perkodhuskurunbarggruauyagokgorlayorgromgremmitghundhurthrumathunaradidillifaititillibumullunukkunun!)
    And they all drank free.
    For one man in his armour was a fat match always
    for any girls under shurts.
    And that was the first peace of illiterative porthery
    in all the flamend floody flatuous world.
    How kirssy the tiler made a sweet unclose to the Narwhealian captol.
    Saw fore shalt thou sea. Betoun ye and be.
    The prankquean was to hold her dummyship
    and the jiminies was to keep the peacewave
    and van Hoother was to git the wind up.
    Thus the hearsomeness of the burger
    felicitates the whole of the polis.

    O foenix culprit!
    Ex nickylow malo comes mickelmassed bonum.
    Hill, rill, ones in company, billeted, less be proud of.
    Breast high and bestride!
    Only for that
    these will not breethe upon Norrönesen or Irenean
    the secrest of their soorcelossness.
    Quarry silex, Homfrie Noanswa?
    Undy gentian festyknees, Livia Noanswa?
    Wolkencap is on him, frowned;
    audiurient, he would evesdrip,
    were it mouse at hand,
    were it dinn of bottles in the far ear.
    Murk, his vales are darkling.
    With lipth she lithpeth to him all to time
    of thuch on thuch and thow on thow.
    She he she ho she ha to la.
    Hairfluke, if he could bad twig her!
    Impalpabunt, he abhears.
    The soundwaves are his buffeteers.
    They trompe him with their trompes:
    the wave of roary and the wave of hooshed
    and the wave of bawhawawrd
    and the wave of neverheedthemhorseluggarsandlistletomine.
    Landloughed by his neaghboormistress
    and perpetrified in his offsprung, sabes and suckers,
    the moaning pipers could tell him to his faceback,
    the louthly one whose loab we are devorers of,
    how butt for his hold halibutt,
    or her to her pudorpuff,
    the lipalip one whose libe we drink at,
    how biff for her tiddywink of a windfall,
    our breed and washer givers,
    there would not be a holey spier on the town
    nor a vestal flouting in the dock,
    nay, to make plein avowels,
    nor a yew nor an eye to play cashcash in Novo Nilbud by swamplight
    nor a'toole o'tall o'tall
    and noddy hint to the convaynience.

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